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Marcus Flint (marcedflint) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

It was strange to be standing next to woman whose head reached above his own shoulder, but by now he'd gotten used to the sensation of being able to look her in the eye rather than down, which was actually refreshingly comfortable. Allowing Pansy to fiddle with his clothing until he met her standards, he snorted lightly at the comment and then said, "Thanks."

Marcus gave her a sardonic look at the comment, because they both knew it was untrue. "Phillipa just wants a grandson to carry on the Flint name," he countered, though Salazar knew that wasn't something that was in the cards unless he was willing to consider adoption, which she would have rejected out of hand. Years ago he might have considered Pansy's offer, though nowadays he didn't want to bother with the farce. While he might not be willing to completely out himself yet, he also wasn't prepared to live a lie, though he'd appreciated the sentiment.

"Paris, really? I trust you enjoyed yourself then?" He would have assumed so, given the statement she made, but it was still polite to ask. Nodding at her suggestion, Marcus moved to hold the door open for her, he asked, "So what have you been up to other than working?"